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Simon gripped the side of the wall tightly, afraid to let go incase he fell to his knee's again. If pain could mix with blood to make it hurt in every single possible place on someone's body, then the pain Simon felt then is what it would feel like. Utterly agonising.

'Keep going, Simon,' his mother's voice echoed in his mind. It felt to him like his mother was looking down at him from the heaven's and was cheering him on. 'You can do this, Simon, just keep going'

His mother's word's encouraged him somewhat, but despite the push he had recieved from the encouragement, the pain he felt slowed him down massively. "C'mon Simon, you can do this!" he whispered to himself, trying to coax his body into giving him more speed. Simon managed to grit his teeth and ignore the pain a little so that he was travelling the speed of a normal walk.

Simon continued to grip the wall for support as he continued down the hall, clueless as to where he was going. He was just gaining a bit more speed, when a bang sounded. It echoed through the halls, and it was so loud that the police officer's- he knew were waiting outside- had proberly heared it. Simon felt a shudder run up his spine, and in his shock, he fell to his knee's in defeat. He knew what had just happened, and he knew that it was all his fault.

That bang had been the echo of a gun fire, and he knew the bullet was lying in the body of the elderly raccoon, that would now be laying motionless on the floor. Roberto was dead, and he knew it!

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However, outside of the building, the place was riddled in chaos.

Police officer's were sending messages via their communicater's to the police station, informing them on the gun fire they all had heard. Spectator's, who had showed up upon the news that the chipmunk's were here, were screaming in panic, and most were shaking in fear. However, it was the remaining chipmunk's and Dave that were in the worst state.

Jeanette and Theodore were in fit's of tear's as they realised the bullet that was fired could have been aimed at Simon

Brittany and Eleanor, who were the calmest of the bunch, were in a deep conversation. Their voices shaky and tears threatening to spill out of their eyes as they tried to put doubt in their mind's that Simon was dead, although this was easier said than done.

And finally, Alvin was simply standing alone, as pale as a chipmunk could ever be, as he seemed to be in a fight with himself about whether or not to believe his brother was dead.

"Have faith," he whispered to himself, "This is Simon we are talking about. Big brother Simon! he will be fine...right?" he wandered, the truth was, nobody knew the answer. At least not yet anyways...

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"This way!" Simon went as fast as he can as Negro and his two companions ran after him.

Simon had no choice but to travel through the hall's by guess; in hope that he may just end up by the front door.

However, all the hall's Simon picked, seemed to be taking him around in circle's. A few times now he had been face to face with Negro, Jack and Sahir, and he had been given no choice, but to run as fast as he could in the opposite direction. Trying to ignore the pain he felt as he ran.

But Simon knew he couldn't ignore the pain forever. A few times he had been given no choice but to stop and try to allow the pain to lessen before he ran off again. But this normally led to him getting close to being captured.

As the pain grew in intensity as time went on, Simon began to feel dizzy as blood-loss caught up with him. He had lost heck of a load of blood, and with nothing more than green water to drink during his stay here, he clearly wasn't in top physical form.

After a while, Simon came face to face with a staircase. This could be the way out? he thought. It was then that Negro came into view, "There he is!" he yelled.

Simon scrambled for the key that Roberto had given him, and hastily shoved it in the rusty lock. Simon was shaking so much that he barely managed to turn the key and run up the step's without falling over.

As Simon reached the top of the long flight of stair's, he found a small window that was connected to the ceiling. Quickly he climbed up and peered out of the window and he was shocked when he realised where he was.

He was at Madison Square garden's... on the roof.

"Grab him!" Negro yelled, causing Simon to jump. Jack and Sahir were at the top of the stair's, staring at him dead in the eye.

It was then that Simon noticed, Jack held a small pistol in his furry paw's.

Jack raised the gun a little, so that the pistol was aimed at the blue-clad chipmunk's head. Simon stood frozen, unknowing of what do do next.

"Sweet dream's little chipmunk." Jack grinned, before he pushed the trigger and the bullet zoomed toward's the be-speckled chipmunk...

Ohhh the plot thickens

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